A family affair

The queues go round the block and to get in you need to be dressed to the nines. Talib Choudhry reports from the hottest club night to hit Britain in years

It is barely 9pm and still light, yet a long queue has already formed outside the Bar Music Hall in Shoreditch, east London. While most of the nation’s clubbers are just starting to think about getting their glad rags on and heading out to party, a colourful and somewhat agitated crowd is waiting to enter alternative electro night Family. In among the preening mob are a girl dressed as a fluorescent rabbit, a man in a multicoloured romper suit and a transvestite sporting a sequined bow tie and matching skullcap. People on the VIP guest list have been turned away after hanging around for 90 minutes in the past, so it pays to make an extra-big impression. “Most clubs are full of grey-looking people,” yawns Jeanette (or James, by day), the unapologetically elitist clipboard nazi. “If someone is dressed amazingly, or I just really like the look of them, then